Immortal

Anything that will never die is immortal. But what is death? As a young teenager my spiritual guide told me death is nothing but stagnation. For anything to stagnate there has to be life and when the life ends one stagnates. But then what is life? Is it just the basic physical attributes that include movement, breathing, reproduction and probably eating to get energy (sorry my basic sciences are so weak). I do not intend answering all these questions in a single blog but will take up these sometime or maybe I won’t be able to answer them ever but here I just want to give my view of immortality. Well well hang on and don’t worry a readable blog must be like a lady’s skirt short enough to retain interest and long enough to cover.

Immortality is something that can only be associated with things larger than life. Life is the most precious thing that we have by far but what is it that is more important than life? Do you remember when Romeo and Juliet existed, or Heer and Ranjah or Laila and Majnoo tread on this earth? I don’t and probably you don’t too. Why because they are characters larger than life. They will live forever not as human beings but as emotions, as embodiment of love and as symbols of greatness that love brings onto us. I am not a person of war but when people lay their lives for the love of their land and honour they too become immortal. The common denominator in both these types is LOVE.

It is love that makes us immortal. If you love a person you become a romantic, your country a shaheed and God then a sufi. But before you can love you need to have love within yourself; you can’t give away anything that you don’t have. Hatred, fear and suspicion will burn you out thus finish it from within yourself so that all your heart is filled with love. Then see how the world changes for you. You will fly in the sky; drink from streams; eat from forests and be on top of the world.

Omar Khayyam said and I quote

A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread--and Thou
...Beside me singing in the Wilderness--
Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!

This is all what I need to live my life, as Khayyam says a book of verses, you, jug of wine and wilderness all under a tree.

I am a romanticist and am so proud of it.

Have a great day